There is no such thing as honesty. Everyone's perceptions are shaded to the point where everything you say is a lie. Even the attempt of being completely truthful will betray you because your subconscious is a gossiping, dirty whore.
Everyone has an addiction. I don't mean the fun "I am addicted to new episodes of Lost!" kind of addictions. Everyone has an addiction, whether it be one to drama, hate, another person, self-destruction, or food high in preservatives.
Not everyone is special. In order to completely be at peace with yourself you must realize that at some point someone is going to have to finish dead last no matter how good they are at something. Someone is always going to be better than you.
There is hope. It can be found in the moments you have that end in an epiphany. It could be in the moments after screaming at someone. It could be found when you weep bitterly at the prospect that something you wanted is gone, and it's not coming back. If you can come back from that, you've already won something.
(puffs on pipe)
Damn, I'm good.
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